Blide’s mind numbing mathematics lesson. ‘This continues tomorrow’ she’d called out after being interrupted by the harsh chime. ‘Don’t get... to full on candy corn, be prepared to do some real work tomorrow.’ ‘I’d like to work her over’ growled Chris Hitchums, pulling his fall jacket from the crowded cubby at the back of the classroom, shrugging into it. ‘With a crowbar…what’s candy corn?’ I pulled on my own coat & joined the others out in the hall. Tom, Claire, Kyla, Bran, even that feckless wimp. ' Before decidingto change the direction of the conversation 'What are you doing this evening?' Well that certainly wasn't going to work. I had started to have images ofa sex hungry woman devouring me and being disappointed at such a weedy meal.'I'm going to a poetry reading.' 'Will you read some of your own poetry?' Sensibly aware I felt better onmy own territory or so I thought. 'I hope to in the open session.' I said feeling more comfortable. 'Nooo!' she exclaimed 'Will you read some now.. I didn’t message her or meet her for a month. Afterward, I received a call from her to come to her house.I entered her house and sat on the sofa. She came and sat beside me and said sorry. I was in a rage so I started leaving. She held my hand and started crying (weapon of every woman). I was angry but my rage faded away as I saw her crying.I too held her hands and said its ok. After a while, she got quiet and said: “ It has been a long time since I am touched.” I consoled her and said it is ok. ”“ ... beat everyone sitting on the couch,” I finished with her.Lisa interjected at that point. “Lot of people walking this morning.”“A lot of us are mall walkers. The mall opens at 5:00 in the morning for people who just want to walk around and get exercise, and a bunch of us get together every Saturday. We walk around for an hour or so, then we go get breakfast together. I’m Kathy, by the way.”I nodded toward her as we kept walking. “Nice to meet you, Kathy. I’m John, this is Lisa.”“Nice to.